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Quadruped Curse By Theo Winters

Written for kitsune106

Ben saw her the moment she came into the mall, not that it wasn't that hard to spot her, she would have stood out in any sort of crowd. The first thing that made her stand out was her species: Unlike the majority of people in the mall she wasn't human, instead she was a lioness. The second thing was even rarer then her species, she was a lioness'taur.

He smiled and watched her as she walked through the mall, cutting through the crowd. Her larger body command a presence so everyone watched as she walked, her four paws moving silently across the floor as her body swayed with each step she took. Her upper body, very human in build, bobbed as she walked, her long hair dancing across her shoulders. It also made her well endowed chest sway and shake under her shirt.

Casually he put his hands in his pockets and started to follow her without being obvious about it, watching her as she moved. She was only wearing clothing on her upper body, and even that was only a t-shirt, her small glasses and possibly a bra. Her lower body was bare, only her slightly lowered tail providing her with any modesty. Even so every now and then he caught a view under the tail as it swayed from side to side.

She was the sort of woman Ben liked to watch. There was something about the anthro woman that just did it for him, the sleek bodies, the fur, the fact that they all seemed to be built to be easy on the eyes; they were pure eye candy. The 'taurs were even better, there was something about the mix of anthro and animal that just made them that much more attractive to him. This was the first time he had ever seen one in the fur before, and he was going to take full advantage of it.

Ben continued to follow her at a safe distance as she walked past the stories, occasionally glancing inside but never going in. She didn't notice him, but then again everyone seemed to be looking at her as she went past. It meant he could be a bit more obvious without worry.

A small part of him knew he shouldn't be obsessing about her like this, but the rest of him knew better. She was putting on a show, if she didn't watch guys watching her she wouldn't have done it. Of course all the anthros seemed to be putting on a show, the woman especially.

Finally the lioness seemed to see something she wanted, and stepped into a clothing store. It was one aimed at larger woman, not that she was very large. He suspected it was because of the extra padding on her chest. He moved quickly across the mall and towards the shop, looking in through the large windows. She was easy to spot near the back as she looked through shirts.

With a smirk, the young man stepped into the store. The clerks didn't notice, they were too busy watching the anthro as she shopped. Quickly he moved across the store, taking up a position away from the registers where he could see her and the dressing rooms. It wasn't the best spot, the clerks could see him if they looked in the right direction, but it would do for the moment. If they called him on being there he would just say he was trying to find something for his girlfriend.

The lioness picked through the shirts, pulling out a few of them and throwing them over her arm. Finally happy with her selection she walked up to the clerks. They took her to the dressing rooms, opening the door for her. It was a tight fit with her long body, but the 'taur still managed to get herself inside.

There was a little bit of clearance under the door so he could see her large paws as she shifted around inside. Carefully he moved closer to the dressing room, trying to look like he was just browsing as he neared it. He saw her shirt fall to the floor at her feet, along with her bra.

Unable to resist the urge, he looked around the shop, making sure no one was watching him before he moved. He rushed across the shop and bent down to snagged the bra right out from under the door. He balled the fabric up and shoved it into his pocket as he walked quickly out of the shop. He could feel the silky fabric rubbing against of his fingers, making him smile.

Ben hurried through the mall, heading towards the bathroom. Once inside he ducked into one of the stalls, pulling the bra out of his pocket. He smiled and ran his fingers through the cotton, it was still warm from her breasts and he could see small stands of fur. Looking at the tag he was pleased to see that it was 38EE.

"Quite the girl," he said, lifting it up to his nose and taking in a deep breath. He could smell her in the fabric, it was a slight musky scent mixed with some perfume. It was a nice combination.

Carefully he folded the bra back up and returned it to his pocket. He was going to save it for when he got home and then he could add it to his collection of purloined under things. He was smiling as he walked out of the bathroom, wondering if he would spot her again before he left the mall. Sadly when he walked past the shop he saw that she had gone.

It was too bad, but he had gotten her bra. It was the first thing he had snagged from a 'taur. Smirking to himself he walked back through the mall and stepped out into the parking lot. He had just started towards his car when he felt a hand on his shoulder, pulling him to a stop. He was spun around and found himself face to face with the lioness.

"We need to talk," she said, her hand tight on his shoulder, the fingers squeezing into his flesh.

A blush passed over Ben's face as he looked at her, gulping a bit. "Why?" he managed to squeak out.

"You stole my bra," she said, glaring at him through the lens of her glasses, her blues eyes burning with anger.

He blushed a bit more and squirmed a bit, his eyes flicking down to look at her chest. Without a bra her breasts stood out proudly under her shirt, her nipples poking out against the fabric.

She tisked her tongue and grabbed his chin to lift his face up away from her chest. "You're not even going to deny it?"

"Well... I..." he said, his eyes flicking down to her chest.

The lioness snorted and squeezed his shoulder again. "Eyes up here. You're not very good at this lie thing are you? I can see it in your eyes."

He started to say something, but she cut him off with a snap of her fingers. "No, don't try to deny it. You were watching me since the moment I came into the mall. You even followed me into the store. You're as good at hiding as you are at lying."

"It's not like I can help myself," he snapped in return.

She gave him a look of disbelief.

Ben twisted his shoulder, trying to get free of her grasp but couldn't quite manage it. Instead she just moved up closer, her tail swaying behind her powerful body. "Look at you," he said, waving his hand at her. "You anthro's prance around all over the place, putting on a show for everyone. It's impossible for anyone to ignore you, and that's the way you like it, isn't it?"

"You little ass," she said, squeezing him even tighter.

His face twisted with a flash of anger. "And 'taurs like you, you're the worst tease. You have your tits hidden under that shirt while flashing your goods to anyone who's behind you. Of course I'm going to look at you, only a fool would ignore you when you're showing off all the time."

The look on the lioness's face flashed from anger to range and then finally to acceptance. "Is that the way you see it? That we're just here for you to look at."

"If the bra fits," he replied with a laugh.

"You'll steal it. You know my little pervert, I think I'm going to have to teach you a lesson in how to treat women," she said, her grip relaxing on his shoulder, but not enough for him to get free.

Ben snorted, he hated being called a pervert, even if it might have been true. "What would you know about that, are you a lesbian too?"

The lioness slowly shook her head and touched his nose again. "Oh yes, you are going to have to learn quite the lesson, aren't you. Keep the bra, you're going to need it," she said then pulled her hand free of his shoulder, shaking it like it had been burnt just from the contact with him.

"You damn right I will keep it," he said, pushing past her and stalking across the parking lot... though he still made a point of brushing a hand along her side and flank, watching her tail flicking in annoyance. He looked back at flipped her off before he went to his car. She just stood there in the middle of the parking lot, not moving other than turning to watch him as he drove off.

He shook his head as he made the trip back home. While she might have been easy on the eyes, she was clearly a bitch. At least she let him keep the bra, not that he would have given it back. He had stolen it fair and square. She knew exactly what she was doing, teasing everyone at the mall without looking like she was trying. That's really all she was, just a quadruped tease.

Ben put it out of his mind as he pulled up to his apartment and hurried inside. Regardless of how the 'taur might have acted, he still had her bra and it was quite the sizable one. He pulled it out of his pocket as he stepped inside, running his fingers over the cups and straps. It was the largest one of his collection, and he could see quite a bit of wear around the edges. It must have been one of her favorite bras, no wonder she was pissy that he took it.

Still, it was his now, and he was going to take full advantage of it; burring his face into the cups and nuzzling happily at it. While she might have been a tease in real life, in his fantasies she could be much more accommodating.

Those fantasies were still on his mind when he finally fell asleep late that night.

* * *

Ben's alarm woke him from a dreamless sleep. Reaching out he struggled for the clock, his hand exploring across the floor until he found it and was able to hit the snooze button. He snorted and tucked his arm under his pillow, resting his chin on it as he tried to get comfortable. His bed was lumpy and it felt like the bedding had gotten tangled around his feet. He kicked his legs as he shifted, trying to get comfortable so he could get back to sleep. It felt like he had a pillow stuck under his chest and no matter how much he moved he couldn't get it shifted comfortably.

Letting out a sigh he lifted his head up from the pillow and turned his head to look at the clock, the numbers happily telling him that it was already noon... Noon, it was noon? His alarm was set to go off at seven in the morning, not noon! He lifted himself up, blinking and rubbing his eyes as he looked at the clock, how could it be noon already? Why did his alarm go off so late... and why was his alarm clock sitting on the floor?

And an even better question might be: what was his mattress doing on the floor. He blinked and tried to remember what happened the night before. Rubbing his eyes again, he froze when he got a look at his hand, it was covered in black fur.

Ben held out his hands and looked at them. They were both covered in fur, black over his hands and turning reddish orange up his arm. Crossing his eyes he thought he could make out what seemed like a muzzle on his face. He grabbed it, giving it a squeeze and letting out a yelp. He tried to roll over onto his side, but he couldn't quite manage it, his legs still wrapped up in the bedding. Reaching back, he grabbed for the blankets but instead ran into something large and furry... and he could feel the touch on his own body.

"What the hell is going on?" he asked, trying to understand, freezing again as he heard his own voice. It wasn't his voice at all, in fact it was a woman's voice.

Ben let out a small growl and twisting his body, forcing himself to flip onto his back. Everything moved at once as he rolled over and off his bed. His back landed on the floor as he felt his chest swing with him, almost sending him over. Looking down he let out another gasp when he saw a pair of large breasts rise above him. They were flattened a bit because of gravity, but they were clearly breasts, each one covered in white fur and capped with a large black nipple.

On any other day he would have been happy to sit and watch the view, but not today. Instead he looked past the new cleavage and down towards his feet. As he was starting to expect, they were covered in fur, but he also had four of them.

He looked at the four feet, kicking them in the air. They moved when he wanted them to move, and they felt very natural to him, which made even less sense. Rubbing his hands over his face he forced himself to turn back over and tried to pull himself onto his four feet. It wasn't easy, it seemed like every time he got his weight on one foot another would shift out of place. The more he thought about how to do it, the more trouble it became. Finally he took in a deep breath and just tried to do it, not thinking about how, but just letting it happen.

That seemed to do the trick as he stood up, feeling his new body sway on his thin legs. He could feel a tail flicking behind him, working to help him keep his balance. He took a careful step forward, feeling his breasts swaying with every motion.

Shaking his head, he looked back down at his chest, then turned to look over his back, the fur bright red with white on the very tip of his tail. Slowly the truth of the matter started to sink in. He was an anthro, and not just an anthro but a 'taur. Some sort of fox'taur, though vixen might be the more accurate considering his beasts.

Ben frowned as a dark thought rushed through his mind. His breasts, his voice... without even thinking about it he turned around and rushed out of his room, almost breaking into a run as he dove down the hallway and into the bathroom, finally skidding on the tile floor as he came to a stop. He felt himself starting to shake, his ears pressing low against his head as he turned to look at his reflection in the mirror.

The reflection of a vixen'taur looked back at him, her body was shapely, with narrow hips over her forequarters and large breasts. Her muzzle was thin and elegant, her ears long as they rose out of her hair, a large earring in each one. Turning to the side he looked over the vixen's lower body, long and elegant with full hips and ass capped by a long full tail.

Gulping, he reached up to feel his face, watching the vixen do the same thing. A sinking feeling started to grow in his belly, which was located in his new lower body. He spun around, watching the vixen's reflection until her ass was in the mirror. It should have been an attractive sight, but not today. Not when her tail lifted up to reveal the outlines of her very female sex.

"Oh god, I'm a vixen," she said, her head spinning and she stumbled back on her four feet. One back leg hit the edge of the bathtub and it started to slide out from under her. Without a thought she found herself dropping her haunches down onto the cold tile floor, blushing through her fur.

She sat there, looking at herself in the mirror for a few more moments as he shook slightly in fear. As she did she found herself taking in the shape of her new form. She was very attractive, even for an anthro, and while there was a bit of extra pudge on her belly and barrel, she was still the sort of vixen Ben would lust over.

Expect that she would be lusting over herself! Though it didn't feel that wrong to her, she was an attractive woman, even if he was supposed to be a man.

Closing her eyes, she turned away from the mirror. Slowly she got back onto her feet and walked out of the bathroom. Without thinking she found herself returning to the bedroom. It looked quite different, with the mattress sitting on the floor, along with her clock and lamp. Instead of a dresser there was a small vanity, though there wasn't a chair. The open closet showed a great deal more clothing then before and a small pile of clothing was sitting next to the bed.

Her first task was to get dressed, but she wasn't even sure where to start. Instead she found herself picking through the pile of clothing. There was a silky looking top, the bra he had stolen from the lioness and a large black purse. Picking up the bra, she held it close to her body. The lioness, did this have anything to do with her? Was that possible? He thought about it as he pulled the bra on, sliding her arms though the straps and pressing the cups up to his chest. It was a perfect fit. Clasping the back she turned to her closet, trying to decide what she should wear. The number of tops was just staggering, as well as was looked like dress cut for her quadruped body.

The vixen'taur flicked through her tops, finding a green one with some slight ruffles around the bottom. She pulled it out of her closet and held it against her chest as she turned to look at herself in the mirror. It looked nice on her, but not quite how she wanted people to see her. A moment later she frowned and dropped the blouse like it was on fire, looking at it with disgust. "God no, I don't want to dress like that," she said.

With her head spinning she went back to the closest, grabbing the first t-shirt she could find and pulled it on. Without thinking she started to turn back towards the vanity, her eyes going to the powders and makeup waiting for her. "I'm not a woman," he snapped, forcing herself to turn away from the vanity and leave the bedroom, though she picked up her purse on the way.

She moved into the kitchen, not surprised to see that there was only one chair and it was pushed to the back of the room. She sat down on her haunches in front of the table, wrapping her tail around her hips as she opened her purse and pulled out her cell phone. She stared at it; it was disgustingly pink with a little toy hanging from the antenna. After a few moments she realized she had no idea who she was going to call. Putting it aside she pulled out her wallet, opening it up and looking at her ID. Apparently her name was Bonnie.

Bonnie, it was a nice name, but not for her. She rubbed the side of her head, not sure what to make of any of this. A part of her thought about just putting on a show in the mirror. She was fairly sexy after all, but that kind of creped her out. She was looking at herself after all. Even so, she couldn't deny that she was attractive, and had nice tits. With a smirk she looked down at her breasts, seeing them outlined by the shape of her shirt.

She chuckled a bit, and without thinking picked up her cell phone and snapped a couple pictures of herself. Something to keep for later when she changed back. Of course that assumed she even did change back. The brought her back to Earth, shaking her head she put away her phone and looked back down at herself. She was wearing the bra she had stolen from the lioness, the one she said she would need. The lioness had to have something to do with the change, which meant she would have to know how to turn her back.

With a smirk, Bonnie put her things back into her purse and decided to head out to the mall in hopes she could find the lioness'taur. When she stepped out of the door she let out a gasp of surprise. The car in her parking slot wasn't hers! Instead of the small hatch back there was a van waiting for her. It was nice as vans went, but it just wasn't her style. Reaching into her purse she pulled out her keys, hitting the unlock button. The van blinked in response.

The vixen let out a sigh she walked over to the van only to discover that the driver's side door was painted closed. Rolling her eyes she pulled open the sliding door and looked inside; there wasn't really a seat behind the wheel, just a slightly raised platform with worn padding. She pulled herself in and settled down onto the bench finding that it was rather comfortable.

She started up the car and pulled onto the road, giving it a dirty look. A van? It made some sense with her current body shape, but it was an ugly car. She preferred to have a sporty model but there was no way to get one modified to fit her. Quickly she made her way back to the mall, pulling into a spot near the entrance. It took a bit of work to get out of the van, having to walk herself backwards out the sliding door, wiggling her rump in the process.

As she closed the door, she saw that there someone was watching her. She blushed at the attention and tucking her tail low she rushed into the mall. The place was as busy as ever, people milling around and going about their business, but this time was different, this time people were looking at her. In fact it seemed like everyone was looking at her, some of them more overtly then others.

Bonnie blushed and dropped her head as she walked along the shops, looking into each of them as she went passed. She didn't spend much time looking for the lioness, she would have stood out if she was anywhere in any in the mall.

Every now and then she would catch someone looking at her, and not like other people were looking at her. When caught they turned away and looked embarrassed. Every now and then she would catch her own reflection in the mirror and it was hard not to watch it. There was something about the way her rump jiggled and her fluffy tail shook with each step she took, not to mention how her breast shook. While it was quite the show, she didn't want to have everyone looking at her so she tried to walk without wiggling her hips. It wasn't easy, her body just seemed to be made to walk that way.

She came to a stop at a trendy clothing store, the sort where the t-shirts were supposed to be ironic but were just pop culture kitsch. As she glanced into the store she thought she saw a flash of tan fur in the back so she rushed inside, stepping through the narrow aisles.

When she finally reached the back of the shop she didn't find the lioness, instead she found a coat made from fake tan fur. She signed and twisted around so she could leave but was surprised to find one of the human clerks standing in her way. "Can I help you find something?" the clerk asked, his eyes flicking down over her.

"I was just looking for someone," she replied, looking around the store again.

The clerk nodded and smiled a bit. "Well if you need any help just ask," he said, taking a step back from her, giving her one last look in the process.

Bonnie blushed a bit at the attention and started back out of the store. Unexpectedly she felt something grabbing at her shirt, pulling firmly at it. She twisted away as she turned to see what she was caught on, but unfortunately heard the sound of ripping clothing.

Looking down, she let out a gasp as she saw her shirt. The hem had gotten caught on the corner of a rack and had ripped open. A large tear was running up the side almost to her arm pit, showing quite a bit of fur and the side of her bra.

"Oh my! I'm really sorry about that," the clerk asked, turning back to her and pulling her shirt free of where it was caught. "How bad is the damage?"

"Pretty bad," she said, pulling her shirt together.

He nodded and sighed. "Well, let's find you a new shirt. On the house to apologize."

"You don't have to do that," she said.

The clerk smiled and turned to the wall of t-shirts. "It's only fair. Now what size do you need?"

Bonnie paused for a moment, not quite sure before the words rolled off her tongue on their own. "3X."

He turned and gave her a look out of the corner of his eye. "Funny, you don't seem that big."

"It's the chest, and 'taurs are just bigger than humans in general," she explained, the words coming effortlessly.

The clerk nodded and changed directions. "Unfortunately, we don't carry anything in that size, at least in t-shirts. We do have nicer tops in that size, but I'm not sure I can give you one of those for free... though maybe 50% off. Let's see..." she said, moving to one of the clothing racks in the back, starting to look through them.

"Well, I guess that's okay," he said as she followed behind him. As long as it wasn't too bad she could afford it.

He nodded. "We don't have a huge selection in your size, but I'm sure we can find something nice," he thought about it for a moment and pulled out a top. It was black with some gold edging. "Here, try this one on."

Taking the top, she held it to herself. "Are you sure?"

"It will look nice on you," he replied.

The vixen'taur nodded and moved towards the changing room but stopped. They were far too small for her. "Um..."

He nodded and turned around to look the other way.

Hunching down she pulled the ruined shirt over her head, the side tearing even more, and dropped it over her back. She took the new top she pulled it down over her head, letting it fall into place. The top hardly had any sleeves and the neck dove down to show off her cleavage and hints of her bra. The top ended low enough to show off the cream fur of her belly and the shoulders of her forelegs.

It looked nice on her, showing off her figure, but she wasn't sure it was a good idea. Even so she found herself turning back to the clerk. "I like it!"

"Good," he said, walking up and taking the tag off the top, frowning a bit when he saw the price. "I can give it to you for say... $20?"

"Thank you," she replied.

He walked her up to the counter and rang her up, which seemed to take longer than usual. She stood there, feeling slightly self conscious about the way the top made her look. It was comfortable and did seem nice on her, but maybe she was showing off too much. She pondered that as she paid for the top, blushing when she saw the price on the tag. It was $90!

She was about to say something, but the clerk handed her back he card. "Once again, I'm sorry about the old shirt. I hope this makes up for it."

"It does," she replied, putting the bill fold back into her purse. She took the old shirt off of where it was resting and set it on the counter before she started back out of the shop. She seemed to be getting ever more looks as walked along through the mall, but she felt nice. Of course feeling nice wasn't doing anything to help her find the lioness'taur.

Bonnie took a break to have lunch in the food court, placing herself somewhere that she could see everyone walking past. It felt strange to be sitting on the cold tile floor, a part of her wondering just how clean it really was. Her larger breasts didn't help either. When she leaned forward to eat they ended up dropping onto the table and pushing against the tray, and she had to reach around them to eat. Eventually she ended up sitting with her back upright so she could keep them off the table while having to lift each bite up and over them. It was a trick to not spill the food into her cleavage.

There was no sign of the lioness, but she did spot another anthro, this time a male wolf. There were so few furs around there was a chance he might know where she was.

Finishing the last of her meal she cleared off her table then followed after the wolf, hurrying to catch up with him. She had to go faster than she was used to, her bare paws sliding on the tile floor as she took a turn, almost sending her to the floor. She spun around the corner, struggling to stay on her feet and crashed right into the wolf's back.

He slipped forward with a grunt, then turned around to look at her, his look of displeasure turning into a smile as his eyes traced up over her body. "Well hello there, what can I do for you?"

"I'm looking for someone," she said, regaining her balance.

"Well I have to say you found someone," he replied, turning his whole body around and placing his hands on his hips. His shirt was tight over a well sculpted chest, and he seemed to be trying to show it off.

Bonnie blushed a bit. "I'm trying to find a lioness'taur, she was here yesterday and I need to talk with her."

A flash of confusion crossed his face, his smile turning to a frown then back into a smile. "Oh, Thea! I didn't know you were her friend. I don't know where she is going to be, but I suspect she'll be at the Murry Purry Club tonight. You should go yourself."

"The Murry... Purry... Club?" she asked. She knew of the club; it was the sort of place guys went to if they were looking to hook up with an anthro. She had been there a few times herself, mostly just to look at the eye candy, she had never picked up a guy... girl. She had never seen the lioness there before, but if that's where she was going to be, that's where Bonnie had to go.

She gave the wolf a smile. "Thank you very much. I'll have to go and try to find her."

He smirked a bit and gave her a nod. "Well, if you would like an escort, I would be happy to provide you with one. A woman like you would be very popular at the club."

"Thank you, but I'm not sure..." she said, blushing a bit.

The wolf looked down over her again, taking his time with his eyes. "Though you'll need some makeup, and maybe something in your hair. You'll just be too boring otherwise."

Taking a careful step back she shook her head, her tail dropping a bit lower. "Well... I'll keep that in mind. Thank you," she said, blushing a bit more and turning away from the wolf, hurrying back the way she came.

"Pretty little thing," he said just soft enough that she only barely heard the words.

She sighed a bit and kept walking, deciding just to head home but accidently walked out the wrong door of the mall. Instead of going back inside she walked around the parking lot which netted her a few catcalls before she got to her van. It was starting to bother her and she was glad when she made it back home.

So, the lioness'taur was going to be at the Murry Purry Club and if she wanted to get in she needed to look good. The top was a good start but she was going to need some makeup. Once that was decided she walked back to her vanity, it was going to take some work to get herself looking her best.

* * *

Bonnie walked towards the door of the club, everyone in the long line watching her as she went past them. She got a few whistles and at least one person smacked her flank as she walked by. She was the center of attention and she hadn't even gotten into the club yet. The bouncer saw her at the door and didn't even wait for her, he just opened it so she could go on in. The club was filled with noise, the floor filled with humans and anthros of all types. It was early yet and there was lots more room inside so the press wasn't too bad. A few people turned to look at her as she walked in and she tried to ignore it as she looked over the crowd. She was the only 'taur in the place, at least so far.

She moved around the club, heading towards the bar. "Can I get a Long Island Ice tea?" she asked as she sat on her haunches.

"I'll pay for it," the human next to her said, giving her a look and winking a bit as well.

"You don't have to," she said with a blush.

He laughed and shook his head. "But I want to," he said with a smirk, his eyes flicking down to look over the length of her body and her tail. Casually he dropped a hand to touch her side.

"Thank you, though I'm looking for someone tonight. A fellow 'taur."

"You're the only one of them here tonight," the guy replied, looking a bit disheartened.

She nodded as the bartender brought her drink. She sipped at it, surprised at how strong the flavors were on her tongue. She gave the guy a hint of a smile before heading off to look for a table, she walked through the crowd, jumping when she felt someone goosing her ass. She tried to ignore it, but the next moment someone else ran their hands through the fur of her tail.

Turning around, she tried to see who had grabbed her tail only for a guy to run right into her, his hands landing on her breasts. He squeezed and laughed a bit, making it clear that it was hardly an accident, but slipped away before she could do anything about it.

"Idiot," she said with a sigh as she made her way across the bar, finally finding a table in the back. She sat down and sipped at her drink, watching the population of the bar. It only lasted a few moments before some guy came up to her and smiled.

"Well, aren't you quite the lady," he said.

She shrugged. "I'm also waiting for someone, so move on."

"Hope they make it," he replied with a small nod and moved back out into the dance floor. Sadly he was quickly replaced by another guy, and then another. She sent them off as fast as she could, and while they each seemed to take the hint there was always someone new to take their place. It was frustrating, all she wanted to do was to look for the lioness, but no one would give her the chance.

When another fur walked up to her, this time a snowleopardess dressed in a skimpy dress. "You look put out by all this attention."

"I am," she replied, playing with her drink.

The feline smirked a bit. "Well if you need someone to keep you company I could always provide you some."

Bonnie laughed and shook her head. "I can't believe I'm saying this... on any other day I would be all over you in a moment. Sadly today has turned out to be a very strange," she said, looking over the woman, admiring the way her black spots stood out on her perfectly white fur. There was a cluster of them right in the center of her cleavage and it made for quite the inviting target.

"Seems like a strange day to come here," she replied, sitting down at the table and pulling something out of a very tiny purse.

"Well, I'm looking for someone," the vixen'taur replied.

"Who?"

"A lioness'taur, I think her name is Thea."

That made the snowleopardess blink a bit. "Oh hon, Thea would never be caught dead in this place. She's far too much of a nerd for that. Waiting for her here is a lost cause."

Bonnie let out a groan and finished her drink. "That wolf lied to me. Thank you, it was nice to meet you."

"It was nice to meet you too... and when you're having a better day, call me," she said with a smile, slipping over a scrap of paper with her name and number on it.

With a smile the vixen picked up the number, carefully folded it and placed it down inside of her cleavage. With one final wink she stood up from the table and headed out of the club, there was no reason to stick around if her prey wasn't going to show. On the way out she turned to look back, giving the feline a wink, she was definitely worth calling.

The cold air brushed over her face as she stepped outside, it was a nice change from the stuffiness of the club. She took in a deep breath of it and sighed as she started walking back towards her van. As she walked around it she was surprised to find her quarry waiting for her.

"You! What did you do to me!" she said, rushing forward to close the gap between herself and the lioness'taur.

"It's not much fun, is it?"

The vixen let out a snort. "What, being turned into this? I'm not a fan of it."

She laughed. "Oh, but you like being a sex object? If the bra fits..."

"It's kind of hard not to be with these," she said, rocking her body forward to make her breasts shake under her shirt. "They are kind of obvious."

Letting out a long sigh, the lioness took off her glasses and rubber her eyes. "I cursed you to try to teach you a lesson, no one is a sex object, not even anthros."

Bonnie narrowed her eye and crossed her arm over her chest. "Have you seen the fur girls around here? They are all on the hunt! I even got a number just sitting around waiting for you. All you've proven is that all of you are sex objects, and you all know it," she said with a snort.

The lioness let out a low growl and shook her head. "You want to know what it's like to be a sex object, you'll know exactly what it means to be a sex object!" she snapped, then shoved past the vixen'taur, making a point of smacking her flank against Bonnie's.

She just watched Thea as she stocked away, her tail lashing from side to side. "Dumb feline," she snorted then climbed into her van. She had better things to do then hang around a club all night. Gunning it out the parking lot she speed all the way home, hope that this whole mess would be over when she woke up in the morning, and trying not to worry about exactly the lioness had meant.

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The ringing of Bonnie's phone brought her out of a dreamless sleep. She lifted her face up from her pillow, blinking the sleep from her eyes. She was still female, she could feel her breasts pressing under her as well as the length of her lower body under the covers, so that hadn't changed. The phone kept ringing, just out of her reach. With a grunt she rolled over, grabbing the phone only for it to go to voice mail while in her hand.

The vixen'taur let out a sigh and dropped back onto her mattress. She turned her head to the side, letting out a long breath before she finally realized what she was looking at. Sitting on the edge of the bed was a huge dildo, and it looked like it had been recently used.

"Ick," she said, her voice coming out high and breathy. She threw her blanket off and struggled to her four feet. Her room was a mess, more dirty clothing was thrown all over. Some magazines were littered around the place, along with a number of other toys. The only nice thing in the room was her vanity and a framed picture on the wall.

She walked over to the picture, surprised to see that it was of herself, and it was rather pornographic. In the picture she was sucking on a dildo, which was held in her cleavage. She had a wanton look on her face, mixed with an expression of lust.

"What the hell is this?" she asked, touching the picture.

Her phone started to ring again, and this time she was able to get to it in time. "Hello?"

"Hey Bon-Bon, It's Steven."

The vixen blinked, her name was Bon-Bon? That was the sort of name that made a girl sound like a bimbo. "Hello, Steven," she said.

"I've arranged a shoot for you today. Be at the down town Hilton at 4, room 417. You got it?"

"I got it," she replied, not quite sure what the strange man meant by 'a shoot'.

He chuckled over the phone. "Then repeat it back to me."

Bon-Bon let out a long sigh. "The downtown Hilton at 4 tonight, Room 417. Happy?" apparently he thought she was as dumb as her name implied.

The man let out another chuckle. "Good, I'll see you then, and make sure you are on time tonight. I've lined up someone special, and I don't want him to think we're wasting his time. So don't forget this time. You got it, hon?"

"I got it," she replied, a flash of worry crossed over her face as Steven hung up the phone. Somehow everything had just gotten worse than the day before. It must have had something to do with the lioness, but she had no idea how to even find her. What was the point of all of this?

Digging around on the floor she found a robe, tough it looked like it was made out of silk. She pulled it on and tied the belt under her breasts. The material was thin enough that it showed everything and if anything it made her chest stand out even more.

Sighing she walked out of her bedroom, the rest of her apartment was as much as she remembered it, though everything was a bit cheaper. It was only her bedroom that seemed to be littered with porn. On the other hand, her kitchen seemed to be lacking in any form of food. Even the refrigerator was left bare, only a jar of pickles left behind and even that was nearly empty. She ran her hand across her face, her stomach rumbling in response. The refrigerator was usually well stocked, even if it was just a TV dinner there was usually something. She had no choice but to go out for something to eat. She stalked back to her bedroom and threw off the robe, pausing only to hang it up on the door knob. She wasn't going to sit around and be a slob if she could help it.

Inside of her closet was another matter entirely, it was stuffed full of clothing. The majority of them looked like tops, but there were oddly made skirts and dresses as well. She had no idea how they would look on a 'taur, but she suspected they would look pretty good on her. What she couldn't understand was the high-heels that seemed to be made for her paws... there was no way that wouldn't look silly.

Reaching in she pulled out a top out at random, giving it a shake as it came free. It was rather skimpy and it wouldn't do much to cover her upper body so it wouldn't do. Putting it away she grabbed another one, only to discover that it was pretty much exactly the same. In fact all of her tops were like that.

There wasn't much choice, she picked the first top and looked it over. It was thin enough that her nipples would be very visible so she needed a bra. There were a few hanging off the back of her vanity, and without thinking she picked out a lacy looking black one. She pulled it on, discovering that it was a bit to small but it pushed her breasts out to show off her cleavage. The top followed after, which just did more to show off her breasts and the outline of her bra. It was clear that it was just for show, it did nothing to really cover her.

Without thinking about it she started putting on her makeup, her hands working quickly as she layered it into her fur. Blush, eye shadow, liner, even some lipstick. It was all pretty heavy and stood out on the fur of her face. She flicked her ears back and put on a pair of dangly earrings that jiggled around her head as she moved.

With a giggle she picked up her tiny purse that was just big enough for her wallet and phone. Tucking it over her arm she walked out of her apartment, locking the door behind her. She went to her van, finding that it was it was the same as before, but the license plate had changed to "HOTVIXY". Shaking her head she climbed into the van, laying down on the bench and flicking out her tail. She started on her way, not sure where she was going to go to eat before finally pulling into a bar of places. She had been there before as it was nice place to pick up a girl, but only on the weekend. Mid-week it was just a decent place to hang. Bon-Bon took a moment to check her makeup in the mirror then went on inside.

There were a few people around, including a couple of cute guys. She found herself smiling at them and giving them a wink as she sat down at a table in the back. The waiter showed up in a moment, looking her over with a smile. She smiled back and licked her lips as she placed her order, giggling a bit as well. Leaning back on her haunches, she flicked her tail and smiled, watching him as he walked away. He did have a fairly nice ass, even for a guy.

The vixen'taur blinked at that thought then shook her head. Why was she even looking at a guy, she was straight wasn't she? Well, she was straight before she got turned into an anthro girl. Now she didn't know what she was, but she was pretty sure she wasn't interested in guys. Even cute guys who spent some time in the gym but not enough to get to much muscle. She wondered if she could get his number when she was done?

She kept teasing the waiter and the guys at the bar as she ate, making sure she leaned forward to show off as much cleavage as she possibly could. It made her happy to know they were looking at her, but also it made her a bit frustrated. She just wished she could find a way to stop flirting with them all the time, but she couldn't help herself, and it didn't help that her whole look seemed to be built around sex appeal.

Finally she paid the check, happy to see that she had gotten the waiters number and headed back out to the van, making sure to give her ass a bit more of a shake for the guys at the bar and lifting her tail up in the process. She was giggling as she walked back to her van, but when she stepped in she was flush with embarrassment. "I need to gain control of myself, I can't keep acting like... like some sort of bimbo," she said with a growl, her ears pressing back against her head. It wasn't like she wanted to act like some toy, but she just couldn't help herself!

Looking at the clock in the dashboard she saw that it was close to 3:30. Instead of heading back home she started towards downtown, she still had an appointment to keep with Steven. She pulled up at the Hilton with time to spare, so took a few moments to adjust her makeup and top, making herself look as sexy as she possibly could, then with a smile on her face she headed up to room 417.

Bon-Bon knocked on the door, shifting on her four feet as she waited. A few moments later it opened to reveal a tall human dressed is a to large shirt and jeans. He looked her over and gave her a smile. "Well, you made it on time, I'm impressed," he said, standing aside.

"And hello to you as well, Steven," she said, giggling again as she walked into the hotel room. It was a large room but with only one bed and a lounge area with a couch. There was camera equipment set up around the room along with a pair of lights on stands. She was starting to get an idea of what kind of shoot this was going to be. She walked over to the couch, climbing up on to it and tucking her four legs under her body. She gave the human a smile and reached up and started to play with her hair.

He smirked a bit and looked her over. "Well, you seem pretty hot tonight, I don't think we'll have to have you change clothing to start."

"Good!" she replied, reaching back to stroke her hand along her flank. The couch was fairly comfortable, even given here state as a 'taur.

A few moments later the door to the bathroom opened and a familiar looking wolf walked out. It was the same wolf from the day before, the one who had sent her to the Murry Purry Club, but he was different. He had become a 'taur himself... and it suited him well. The only thing he wore was a wife beater style shirt that outlined the shape of his chest. He saw her and smirked a bit, putting his hand on his hips. "So, this is the girl?"

"Yes," Steven said.

The wolf'taur smiled a bit, looking her over and licking his lips in a very suggestive manner. "She's quite easy on the eye isn't she?"

With a laugh the human nodded. "Indeed she is, and she's also is all natural. Pretty rare for a girl her size."

"I can tell from here," he wolf said, walking to the couch and looking her over like she was nothing more than a piece of meat. "Nice ass hon, you work out much?"

Bon-Bon shook her head, squirming a bit from all the attention.

"All the better," he replied.

Steven clapped his hands once to get their attention. "Let's get this shoot started. Rick, you get on the couch and Bon-Bon you come over here," he said, pointing to the center of the room. Then with a nod he walked over to the camera equipment and picked up camera with a large lens. She slipped down off the couch and walked over to where she was told to stand. As she did the wolf'taur moved up onto the couch, settling into place, a smirk on his muzzle.

"What would you like me to do?" she asked.

The human smiled a bit and lifted the camera. "Well, I think we should start with a bit of a strip tease for Rick. Sex it up," he said.

A shiver ran through her body, she didn't want to strip like that, on display for these men and the camera, and yet she found herself striking a pose and smiling at them. He started to take the pictures, the camera running with a quick hum.

Bon-Bon smiled and turned a bit to look at the wolf, flicking her tail at him and smirking a bit. Reaching up she started to run her hands over her chest, lifting up her breasts and exposing even more cleavage.

"Hold that pose," Steven ordered.

She froze in place as he snapped a few dozen pictures, then when he nodded she went back to striping. Running a finger up over her breasts she teased each nipple until they were nice and hard, then stopped for another set of pictures.

Running her finger up her chest she teased it over her cleavage then sucked it into her mouth, biting gently at it as she gave Rick a rather wonton look. She had to stop for even more pictures before continuing on. She let her finger drop and started to work at her top. Taking the hem in her hands she slowly lifted it up, pausing regularly for more pictures. First over her breasts to reveal her bra, then slowly over her head. Finally she let it drop down against her feet.

The wolf licked his lips and let out a deep growl at the show. "That's it hon, show off the goods."

Slowly she leaned back, jutting her beasts out over her chest and towards the other 'taur. She reached behind her back, grasping at the straps of her bra and slowly worked open the hooks one at a time. When the last one came free her bra jumped forward as her breasts shook as they came free. Slowly she started pulling it off, one arm at a time, pausing almost every inch for even more pictures. Finally then only thing holding it on was her breasts so she reached up to grab the bra and slowly leaned forward, allowing it fall free in her hands.

After one last round of pictures Steven smiled. "Strike a sexy pose."

Bon-Bon did as she was told, cupping her breasts up and smiling at the camera as he took even more pictures.

"Let's see that ass of yours."

She turned around and pointed her rump at the human. She parted her legs slightly, flicking her tail down to mostly hide the goods. She turned her upper body around slightly, enough that the side of her breasts were showing, and smirked at the camera.

Steven laughed. "Always a natural," he said, snapping a dozen more pictures before finally lowering the camera. "Okay, five minute break, then we'll move on to the good stuff."

She nodded and slumped back a bit, shaking her head. The whole strip tease should have been fun, but the camera was always in the way. Every time it felt like she might be getting into it the camera took over and ruined the moment.

Rick leaned back on the couch and smiled up at her. "Having fun?"

"I guess," she replied.

"Well don't worry, we're going to get to the good stuff soon," he said, his eyes focused on her breasts, hardly ever looking up from them as he spoke to her.

The vixen'taur nodded, crossing her arms over her chest and trying to cover her breasts. She turned away from him and looked back at Steven, watching him as he changed the memory card in his camera. He looked up at her and gave her a smile.

She smiled back, but it faltered after a moment.

Standing back up, he smiled again. "Ready for the next part?"

All she could do was nod.

He lifted up the camera and adjusted something on it. "Then we'll start simply. Go and make out with Rick and take his shirt off as you do. Rick, can you twisted your hindquarters a bit, show off your equipment."

The wolf grunted and shifted on the couch. Slowly she turned around and smiled at him, licking her lips as she moved up to him. She bent down and dropped her arms over his shoulders then moved up to kiss him, once again having to stop for pictures.

They kissed for a few moments before breaking apart, her hand starting to stroke over his chest, teasing out the outline of his muscles through his shirt before pulling at it. His hands roved over her chest, moving up to rub at her breasts, teasing them with his large hands and tweaking her nipples, which ended up with even more pictures.

She kept kissing and nuzzling at him, starting to pull his shirt up over his chest, she was surprised to see a tattoo on the fur, pure white against his normal brown. She gave it a kiss as she pulled his shirt off over his head and threw it to the side and then leaned up and kissed him again fully on the lips.

Steven snapped a few more pictures then clapped again. "Okay, time for the hard stuff. Bon-Bon, get down then and start sucking on him."

A flash of fear ran through her as she turned around to look at his crotch. He was hard and rather impressively sized. A part of her was impressed and turned on, but the rest of her was a bit disgusted.

"And give us a bit smile."

Bon-Bon found herself smiling, licking her lips wantonly a bit as she lowered her front legs, dropping her body until she was level with his crotch. Almost unwilling she bent down and started to suck on him, finding that it came far too naturally for her tastes. What was worse, Steven kept making her stop for pictures, leaving her sitting there with a hard penis in her hands and mouth, smiling like a bimbo. She tried to block it out as her body just went through the motions. There was nothing loving about what she was doing, and she tried to at least look like she was enjoying herself. Still, still was relieved when the human told her to stop.

"Rick, get off the couch, Bon-Bon, I want your forelegs resting on it, then turn your ass to the camera and lift your tail. After that, Rick, it's your turn."

The wolf'taur nodded and smiled and he slipped off the couch, making room for the vixen. She moved into place, resting her front paws on the cushions while parting her hind legs and flicking her tail high, holding it in place for a number of pictures. After that Rick moved up to her and slapped her ass, making her jump, then leaned over and started to give her oral sex.

He teased her rump with his hands as he worked her sex with his tongue, pausing every now and then for pictures. He seemed to know when the time was right and Steven didn't have to say a thing, but it made what could be an enjoyable experience rather... bland. Still, she did was she could to keep an smile on her face, and gasp and moan as needed. She even started to rub her breasts, teasing them for the camera.

"Okay, you can stop for now. We're going to get to the good stuff," Steven said, lowering the camera.

Rick chuckled a bit and moved back from her. "I'm looking forward to it."

All she could do was nod and smile, her head spinning.

The human put in a new memory card in the camera as he looked over the pair of 'taurs. "Hum... Bon-Bon, lay on the floor in front of the couch and see if you can lean the back of your upper body against it. Show off your breasts."

She nodded and gave the two men a smile as she sank down onto the floor and shifted into place. It was a strange position to lay it, and it wasn't very comfortable. The wolf'taur came up behind her and placed his hands on her back, pawing at her fur and her tail.

Steven started with the pictures again as the wolf worked his way up her back, finally settling down into place. He stopped and posed now and then, holding for the longest time as he got ready to penetrate her. When the human gave the word Rick thrust himself into her, filling her in an instant.

Letting out a gasp, the vixen'taur arched her back, which thrust her chest out. It was such a good pose that she was told to stop for some more pictures. Strangely what was followed wasn't like before, it wasn't actual sex punctuated by the momentary pause for pictures. Instead Rick would pose in various positions with her, thrusting deep into her, pulling half out, sometimes reaching around to rub at her breasts. Throughout all of this they both tried to look like they were having the best sex of their life. Smiling at the camera, grunting and moaning and doing everything they can to make it look real. But it was the least erotic thing she had ever done.

Finally Steven seemed to be satisfied. "Okay guys, time for the money shot," he said, reaching into the camera bag and pulling out a restaurant style squirt bottle.

The wolf'taur nodded and pulled himself fully out of her but kept himself close. Steven reached in with the bottle and squirted it, sending something thick and slightly cold over her ass and privates. She found herself gasping and arching her back again, trying to look like she was in the middle of an orgasm, holding it as he took a number of quick pictures.

"Great job you two. This is going to be a great spread," he said, smiling as he put the camera down.

She nodded, not quite sure what to make of it all. She just stood there for a few moments as Rick pulled away from her and gave her a smile. "You can take the shower first," he said.

"Thank you," she replied, then hurried off to the bathroom. She paused to look at herself in the mirror to see what had been squirted on her, not to surprised to discover it was something that looked like semen. She let out a sigh and shook her head. "I've lost my faith in pornography," she said before stepping into the shower, quickly washing up.

She dried off as much as she could with the towels then stepped out of the bathroom, allowing Rick to step in. Picking up her bra she pulled it back on, then followed it with her top.

"I'll have the final photos in a few weeks. I'll e-mail them to you, and your pay will be in the mail in the morning," Steven said, humming to himself as he took down the lights.

"Thank you," she replied, not quite meaning the words as she stepped out of the hotel room. It was late, almost ten o'clock. She was surprised it had taken so long, but she was just glad it was over and done with, she just wanted to go home. Climbing into her van she drove back home in a daze.

Walking up to the door of her apartment she was only slightly surprised to find the lioness'taur waiting for her.

"Thea," she said coldly.

"Bon-Bon, maybe I come in?"

She glared at the lioness for a few moments before letting out a growl and nodded her head. She unlocked the door and stepped inside allowing the lioness to follow in after her. She slammed the door and turned to look at the feline. "So, what the hell do you want tonight?"

The lioness shook her head. "How do you like being a sex toy?"

Bon-Bon took in a deep breath and slowly let it out. "I think you exaggerated what I said."

"No, I just took it to an extreme. I just made you exactly what you said we all were. Don't you like it?"

The vixen tensed up for a few moments before letting out a sigh. "I... no I didn't like it."

Thea chuckled a bit and nodded. "So, you finally get it then. Good for you. It kind of sucks being treated like that: just for sex, leered and watched every moment when all you want to do is just go about your day."

"I'm sorry," she finally said with a sigh.

The lioness smiled and nodded her head. "I guess she can be taught. Well it's time for you to be a better person around us anthros. You can start by giving me back the bra you stole."

She nodded and turned, walking back to her bedroom. The bra was still where she left it on the floor, picking it up she walked back out to where the lioness was waiting. With a blush returned it back to the rightful owner.

Taking the bra the feline smiled and ran her fingers over it. "Now, you're going to get rid of the rest of your stolen goods, right?"

"First thing in the morning."

She nodded. "Then first thing in the morning you'll be your old male self again."

Bon-Bon blushed a bit, but still smiled. She couldn't wait to be Ben again!

"Though to make sure you learned your lesson. You're going to be Bonnie for the weekends for a few more months. Once I'm satisfied I'll remove the curse for good."

The vixen'taur nodded, she could deal with being an anthro on the weekends. it might not be a lot of fun, but she would learn to cope with it. "Thank you, I'm going to be happy to be myself again."

Thea chuckled and patted her on the shoulder. "Just don't fall back, or you might find yourself staying with four legs," she said, then with a wave and a smile she left herself out of the apartment, leaving the vixen to stand there on her own for a few more moments. Finally she shook her head and went back to her bedroom, she had a lot to think about but knew it was going to be alright.

And true to her word, in the morning he woke back up as Ben, though with a small patch of fur at the base of his spine. The very first thing he did, after checking that his car was back, was to collect all the stolen underwear he had and thrown them into the trash. It was just a start, but he knew it was a good one.

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This story was written and copyright 2012 by Theo Winters, reposting and archiving are allowed as long as this copyright notice and the author's name are not removed. This story cannot be published without permission of the author, violators will need lots of bras.